Short Swigs Poems
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I guzzle
she quaffs
I swill
she swigs
We
drink from the cup
of love
Categories:
swigs, love,
Form:
Free verse
Last night I heard the banshee,
After a few swigs of whiskey,
And after I heard her scream,
I poured some Bailey's and cream.
Now I cannot hear her nor see.
3/13/17
Categories:
swigs, drink, humor, ireland,
Form:
Limerick
Manic waves sunk my boat,
marvel how I could float,
made it to an island,
man there had drinking stand,
mirage I was thinking,
many swigs lemonade,
marooned coconut shade.
4-19-17
Categories:
swigs, adventure, boat, drink,
Form:
Verse
Two swigs of tequilla
Strawberry Daiquri
A pair of scissors
Some anger
Pain
Emptiness
An arm and a leg
Meke a good time
For shedding some blood
Tears anyone?
Breaths feel cool
Taste rebelious.
Categories:
swigs, peace,
Form:
Free verse
Cruise ship
Leaves slip
Line rails
Cocktails
Strong breeze
Rough seas
Swigs booze
Bad news
Oh me
Queasy
Boat drill
Felt ill
Grub great
Gained weight
Oh shucks
Tight tux
Played slots
Lost lots
Met Moll
Some doll!
Let's dance?
Perchance?
Git lost!
Star-crossed!
Cruise done
No fun
Categories:
swigs, humorous, sea,
Form:
Footle
Silence
Silence from my
breathe exhaling smoke
As the bud taps the tray
as the beer swigs the throat
All this noise
Noise in a dark room;
noise that echo’s
when even soft
People keep talking
Horns keep screaming
Buildings keep collapsing
Mouths still complaining
Ya
I talk
I talk to myself
wishing for silence
Categories:
swigs, people, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Snake on My Neck
There's a live Snake
On my neck so awake
What kind of a Snake
Pendant on your neck
Making you a wreak?
A Snake that's mine
I shall vividly define:
I hide bare top in wigs
And woes with swigs;
I quaff and drown
Like a wretched clown,
Till I'm so senseless
And, pretty penniless!
21st Aug' 2013
Categories:
swigs,
Form:
Couplet
On a Sunday evening t'will be
After a sweet sermon from the priest
And my ageing buttocks glued to no wooden chair
Oh my lovely meal on the table
The last thing to graze my intestines
And some swigs of Hollandia Yoghurt
Then a leaning back
Chanting in the Holy Spirit
And Closing my eyes to open no more.
No bullet driven through my heart
Neither a concussion from an accident
Respite of poison I would rather not
Categories:
swigs, death,
Form:
I do not know?
Gratitude
Perpetual fragrance of life sojourns in air,
As golden glitz of sun swigs despair;
Nature endows its riches on us to cherish,
His boundless bounties will never perish;
A tranquil soul that plucks strings of kindness,
will relinquish soreness of brutish heartless;
Let magnificent aurora of dawn unfold,
and emotions of gratitude rise manifold.
Written Nov 14, 2017
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma, India
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Categories:
swigs, beauty, thanksgiving,
Form:
Couplet